Category Archives: Running

11-23-08 & 11-25-08

The grand majority of the pictures from this blog are from the folder 11-23-08, but there is one picture from the folder 11-25-08.

The pictures in the folder 11-23-08 are from when Sara, Jay, and I went to see Willy and his friend Kristy run in the Turkey Trot at Living History Farms.

The Turkey Trot is a cross country race ran in November when conditions are often quite cold and muddy and snowy or rainy.

I don’t think Willy has ran this race since then, which kind of disappoints me.

An observant person might be able to pick out Annie Buchmiller in these pictures:


Turkey Trot - 2008

Turkey Trot - 2008

Turkey Trot - 2008

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Turkey Trot - 2008

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Turkey Trot - 2008

Cribbage

The cribbage board was made by my Dad. To this day, I still don’t actually know how to play cribbage, however, by posting this picture back in the day, I got one of my favorite comments on a blog post:

Well, that’s a pretty cool design, but REAL cribbage only goes to 121 points… your board there goes to 133. Not a standard cribbage board but lots of points for originality!

Cheers,
Joe – Cribbaholics Unanimous: http://www.cribblog.blogspot.com

Thanks Joe! from Cribbaholics. I hope you are doing well to this day.

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entries to their original glory:

The Turkey Trot

The Real Real

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will be a bit complicated, but it will involve a fundraiser at the Roland American Legion, some United Way Stuff, and hats.

Iowa Trail Run – Ledges

As 2019 comes barreling down upon us like a runaway freight train with a faulty dead man’s switch, I realize I probably have quite a bit of 2018 back log to get through.

Back in March I went out to Ledges to watch Willy finish the Ledges leg of the Iowa Trail Run.

One thing I can remember about that morning is that it was EXTREMELY cold. It wasn’t a lot of fun waiting for him getting to the finish line.

Here are a few pictures:


Iowa Trail Run Series - Ledges

Iowa Trail Run Series - Ledges

Iowa Trail Run Series - Ledges

Iowa Trail Run Series - Ledges

The guy in the second picture won Willy’s race. I can’t remember where Willy placed, but I think it was in the Top 5.

Willy snuck up on me. I wan’t expecting him to wear such subdued colors, so I unfortunately didn’t get a picture of him crossing the finish line.

I was hoping that Willy would run the whole series, because some of the races had some amazing shirts. But pleads fell on deaf ears and I was unable to live my running life vicariously through Willy.

07-20-08

There are so many images in the folder called 07-20-08 that I’m going to split the next 2 folders into 3 posts, most likely.

The images in this post are from Ames on the Half Shell with Kountertop, the Iowa Games, some softball, and the Boone County Fair.

Kountertop was one of my favorite bands that played Ames on the Half Shell. To be honest, Ames on the Half Shell was a collection of nondescript classic rock cover bands. 1 band was just about indistinguishable from the next. Which worked for the target audience of Ames on the Half Shell. They just want to get a good buzz and listen to music that doesn’t challenge them.

There were a few exceptions, but they were pretty rare.

Kountertop did fit into the mold of classic rock cover band, but they at least had some style. Plus, they were skilled musicians.

The softball pictures are from a game between Boone and Madrid. It was a battle of some Bennett family friends. The Howards from Boone and the Madduxes from Madrid.

The Boone County Fair pictures were taken with Becky and some of her family. You should be warned that there are some bunny pictures in there. If you don’t like bunny pictures, turn back now!


07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop

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07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop


07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop

07-20-08 - Kountertop

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

By adding these photos to THE PHOTOGRAPHY 139 PHOTO GALLERY, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entries to their original glory:

FRIDAY WITH KOUNTERTOP


IMAGES FROM A SATURDAY

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve even more softball, pictures from my first mission trip, and possibly a trip to the Miller farm.

Yet There is Method In It

On Saturday, after going to the gym, helping Becky move, having lunch at Papa Chubby’s, touring Andree’s new digs but before going to Jeff’s birthday barbecue, I went down to check out Midnight Madness.

On my way from the car to the event, I took these pictures:


Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Midnight Madness - 2009

Once I got to where the competitors were congregating, I snapped a couple more pictures.


Midnight Madness - 2009
I believe that Logan was trying to throw down the badass vibe in this picture. It is a family trait of men with Bennett genetic material.

Midnight Madness - 2009
There is no doub about this one. Brandon is definitely throwing down the badass vibe in this picture.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Geri D. showing off her time clock. I made a deal with Geri that if she walked Midnight Madness next year, I would walk it with her. I don’t know if this is a “real” deal or if this is the type of deal I made with Becky last year where she was supposed to hold me accountable for volunteering for Special Olympics. I did not volunteer for Special Olympics.

Midnight Madness - 2009
I’m not going to describe this picture. In fact, there is only one regular reader of this blog that will even understand this picture. I hope they enjoy it.

Once the race got started, Becky joined me and I took a few more pictures of the competitors.


Midnight Madness - 2009
The beginning of the 5K.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Willy

Midnight Madness - 2009
Willy nearing the finish line.

Midnight Madness - 2009
Logan

Midnight Madness - 2009
Blake (The World’s Best UPS Guy)

Midnight Madness - 2009
Scott

It was an interesting event.

The Turkey Trot

I have to admit that I’m kind of phoning this one in. I’m going to copy and paste and email I wrote about the Living History Farms Run on Saturday.

You just need to know that there was some confusion about whether or not we would be able to watch Willy and his friend Kristy participate in this race.

Turkey Trot

The LHF Run ended up being a piece of cake from a spectator perspective. Jay and I left Boone about 7:45. We got down to Des Moines at about 8:30. A line of traffic began to form on Hickman (correct me if I’m wrong) underneath the interstate bridge. This gave me some cause for concern, but it was wasted energy. We pulled into the LHF parking lot and they had people directing traffic. We got a choice parking spot right next to the road.

In the morning it wasn’t that cold. In fact, Des Moines didn’t get nearly as much snow as Ames or Boone. We hung around the starting point for awhile, but could not find Willy in the middle of the mass of humanity of 7500 runners and maybe another 500 or so spectators.

We walked maybe a quarter of a mile down the course and set up. The hope was that when the crowd started to move we could pick out Willy and Kristy. When the racers did reach our point it was fairly impressive to see 7500 people running next to you. It took in the neighborhood of 6-8 minutes for all of them to run by us.

We were unable to pick them out. It was like looking for a needle in a stack of needles, plus we didn’t know what they were wearing.

After the runners passed we cut up through the town to watch the runners go by again. By the time we got there, the group had spread out, but I still didn’t think that we would see Willy. As luck would have it Kristy and Willy saw us and waved to us. I’m not sure how they saw us, because we were standing behind another group of people and Willy just isn’t that observant of a person.

After they passed we followed a group of spectators to a part of the stream where the racers would have to cross it and then climb up a hill using ropes. We set up near there. I was at a spot in between the ropes and the creek. Down in the little valley it was actually pretty warm because there was no wind.

What I did not count on was that the ground I was standing next to was going to turn into mud after a few hundred runners came out of the stream.

While I was standing there. Annie Buchmiller came running by. She stopped briefly and said, “Hi.” Then she ascended the hill.

As runners ran by me I got covered in mud. At least my jeans and winter jacket did. Some groups of people started picking up mud and throwing it at each other. One girl threw some at the guy she was running with and he ducked and it hit me.

She looked horrified and she came over and apologized.

I said, “Don’t worry about it. It’s no big deal. It’s my fault for standing this close to the action.” I do believe that.

Eventually Willy and Kristy came through the stream, but they didn’t cut the way the course was supposed to cut. They didn’t go up the ropes. They went over the side, so I didn’t really get a very good picture of either of them. Actually I didn’t get a picture of Kristy at all.

After they passed we walked out of the stream valley and made our way towards the finish line.

Here is an example of focus.

The runners began to get backed up pretty far from the stream. We had to work our way up the pack to find a place to cross the course and head back to the town. While we were walking alongside the race course a bunch of girls that were kind of stopped because runners were backed up at the stream that we were walking by asked, “Aren’t we cute enough?”

At first I didn’t realize they were talking to me, because I was 100% focused on getting to the finish line before Willy.

So, I kind of responded off hand, “You’re cute enough.” And kept walking.

Jay said, “You get that a lot don’t you?”

It was then that it dawned on me that they thought I should take their picture because they were “so cute”.

“I guess it has happened twice this year.”

While we were walking back to the town it started to snow and the wind picked up. The temperature must have dropped about 10 degrees.

We watched them cross the finish line and I got a picture of Willy and Kristy.

At this point, Sara called and asked if we were still on for lunch. I told her that I was covered in mud, but we were still on for lunch.

Jay and I stopped by Christian Photo to pick up folders for December 1 and the Roland Christmas thing.

When we got to Sara’s she loaned me a pair of pants that didn’t really fit, but as long as I held them up while I walked it was okay. At least better than being covered in mud.

We ate at Los Laureles. It was excellent. They serve their meals with 3 different types of salsa. I’d say their only drawback was that they serve their soda out of cans, therefore there are no refills. Maybe the best refried beans I’ve ever had.

Then we hit the Juice Company. I had the Orange-Carrot-Banana. It was very good. I think in the future I might go with the smoothie so it is cold. I can’t remember what Sara had, but the name might have had Aloha in the title. Jay didn’t have anything and he seemed confused as to why anybody would pay 5 bucks for 24 ounces of juice. Sara liked it and is going to go back to try their wheat grass at some point. She also like the atmosphere because it was a lot less “snooty” than Fresh.


Turkey Trot - 2008
7500 Runners

Turkey Trot - 2008
Kristy and Willy

Turkey Trot - 2008
Jay

Turkey Trot - 2008
Mud

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Annie Buchmiller

Turkey Trot - 2008
One of my favorite runners.

Turkey Trot - 2008
Climbing the Rope

Turkey Trot - 2008
The Brides

Turkey Trot - 2008
Willy

Turkey Trot - 2008
Willy

Turkey Trot - 2008
Kristy and Willy

Turkey Trot - 2008
After the Finish Line

Turkey Trot - 2008
The squirrels in Sara’s neighborhood have been eating her pumpkin.

Turkey Trot - 2008
Sara with her drink from The Juice Company

Turkey Trot - 2008
Styling in my loaner paints.

All in all, it was not a half bad day.

St. Elmo’s Fire

There was an article about Willy and his running ways in the Boone News Republican on Friday.



Because of the weird way that they printed the article, I couldn’t scan the whole thing in one scan.

For reasons I can’t quite figure out, the Boone News Republican (maybe they are busy getting ready to cover the big nudie bar town meeting tonight) didn’t post this article on their website. So if you combine the scan above with the scan below, you can get the whole article.



Somewhere and someplace, John Parr is smiling.

Growin’ up, you don’t see the writing on the wall
Passin’ by, movin’ straight ahead, you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain
You’ll find you’re all alone, everything has changed
Play the game, you know you can’t quit until it’s won
Soldier on, only you can do what must be done
You know in some way you’re a lot like me
You’re just a prisoner and you’re tryin’ to break free

The Michael Phelps of Pufferbilly Days

So Willy didn’t actually win 8 events during Pufferbilly Days, but he did finish 2nd with his partner Avril in the Anytime Fitness Amazing Race. He backed this up by winning the Pufferbilly Days 5K for his age group the following morning.

Below is a very pixelated video taken by Jesse as Willy’s team finished the Amazing Race.



Although they were the first team to cross the finish line, another team finished with a better time and took home the 500 smackers.

Some of the tasks they had to complete along the way included:

  • Putting together a puzzle
  • Counting cars in the Pat Clemons lot
  • Make a free throw blind folded
  • 100 push ups or eat a randomly selected amount of hot dogs
  • 100 situps or drink 32 oz coolie
  • Find the prices of 10 items in Hy-Vee

I think I’ll have to watch Willy complete the whole event if he does it again next year.

Images from a Saturday

I had a rare busy Saturday. Although admittedly a lot of my Saturday was spent watching other people do stuff or sleeping on a wet lounger. Perhaps the highlight of my Saturday was trying the taco dip that spawned Monica’s world famous taco dip. I should have gotten a picture of that.

The first batch of pictures is from Willy running the 4K at the Iowa Games. Willy also ran the 8K. Then for fun, he ran 18 miles when he got home.


Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

Iowa Games - 2008

The next batch of pictures are from the Minor Girls State Tournament in beautiful Huxley, Iowa. I used to have a friend that lived in Huxley, Iowa. Maybe that guy will return a phone call some day…


Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Boone vs. Madrid - 2008

Kalista’s team beat Madrid in the game that I witnessed, before falling to Grand View in their next game. Their game against Madrid was an excellent example of how positive energy overcomes negative energy.

Boone won the game. The deciding factor in the outcome of the game was positive energy. I do not think that Boone had the more talented players. I do not think that Boone had the superior strategy. I think the entire difference in the games was that positive energy was flowing from the Boone coaches and negative energy was flowing from the Madrid bench.

As many of you know I despise Little League. This comes from 10 years of coaching and many more years sitting in the stands. Little League is a shining example of how adults go out of their way to ruin children’s activities. There is some good, but it is usually outweighed by the bad.

An example: While the outcome of the game was still in the balance, the Madrid coach began yelling at her daughter as she was coming off the field for what she perceived to be a couple of mental errors on her daughter’s part. At about second #15 of the tirade, the 8 or 9 year old girl began crying. The Madrid coach’s response: “Don’t you cry. This is YOUR fault.” Another timeless childhood memory provided by Little League.

I won’t even get into the sequence where the Madrid coach began yelling at the Madrid fans.

The next batch of images comes from my trip to the Boone County Fair to visit Becky.


Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

Boone County Fair - 2008

My favorite part about the Boone County Fair (besides getting the World’s Best Funnel Cake!) is the fact that the Boone County Democrats were giving away free gun locks.

The Fair was followed by a trip to the Henning household in Ogden. Christopher and Robert were both back in town. Christopher from Iraq. Robert from Wyoming. I wish I had taken some pictures, but I didn’t.

This was followed by a trip to Lone Wolf State Park AKA the McAlpine Lair to do some barbecuing. No pictures of this either, so you’ll have to take my word that it was a good time.